Catchy title, no? lol

This isn't meant to sound perverted, so I'm sorry if it does, but the strangest thing happened to me last night.

I was dead-tired last night, so around 2'oclock in the morning, I finally went to sleep. All I did, after I was finished up brushing my teeth and other beauty rituals, was go back into my room, take off my jeans, and get into bed. That was all, just my jeans.

I woke up around... 3? Maybe, not sure. I do that sometimes, just drift in and out of sleep until I completely wake up in the morning. I know the sun wasn't out yet, and I shifted into a new position. As I did, my eyes opened a little, looked down to find the covers... and gradually something came to my attention.

My shirt was off.

I know I twist around in my sleep, but I have never, for the life of me, heard of taking off clothes while your asleep. And I swore up and down that all I took off were my pants before going to bed. And now my shirt was gone. I looked down at the floor beside my futon and saw it sitting there.

This is truly the freakiest experience I've had in a while. I'm scared I might do something else, like take off all my clothes and go lay out in the living room for my parents to find me. ~shudder~ Or maybe I have a demon in my house like in Paranormal Activity. I'll check myself for bite marks...